Grass

Everyone has a favorite smell. I like the smell of bread, vanilla, rain, but I do think that my favorite is fresh cut grass. Not only that, but I like to cut it. In my crazy days, it about the only time I have to myself. I get to stop and think and reflect on things. It's so soothing. The smell, the sound, the wind. It gets kinda crazy when the girls run around and bark at the lawnmower the whole time, but after we're done, it's nice to lay and roll in it.